Divine Rivals Epub Novels & Stories

Vera growled, her voice raspy. The room cleared instantly as people scrambled to leave. As Cole passed me, he shot me a glare and leaned in to whisper a warning, "Mylo, you better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die a very painful death." I ignored him and just watched Vera’s slumped back. This was my rival. The opponent I had fought for seven years. I could defeat her, but I wouldn't let her be destroyed by something this pathetic and underhanded.

Anji moved among them, a spectral observer in his own laboratory, touching shoulders, guiding hands, and accelerating the heart rates of his disciples with mere contact. He found himself standing beside Randy. His rival, once arrogant and untouchable, was now a pathetic heap of adoration on the concrete, gasping as the serum hit his bloodstream. Randy clutched Anji’s ankle, his mouth working in silence, begging for a confirmation of his status.

Please don't blame me. He raised his right hand and focused all his internal energy on it after the last word. Then he smacked it hard on top of Rachelle's head. 'I'm doomed…' Rachelle bit her lip, and her eyes were filled with desperation. It was not a quick attack, and Rachelle easily avoided it. However, both her palms were pressed against Prince Auten. They were using their divine power to fight each other. If she retracted her palms, her body would experience backlash from its divine power, and she would still die. On the other hand, if she did not avoid it, the disciple would smash and shatter her Crown Point.

Lev cried out, "It seems that the Divine King used God's Attachment. Sharapova must have been defeated, once again." Over the years, the Divine Court had fought with the Dark World many times. Sharapova had always been defeated by God's Attachment, the unique magic used by Rijkaard, the Divine King. Sure enough, the bloody force of the Dark World was quickly suppressed by the light aura and it finally disappeared. Seeing that the battle was over, Qin Haodong was about to go back to sleep. At this moment, a red blood light cut through the sky and quickly landed at the front of his house.

He shifted back into his human form so abruptly it was like he'd been yanked back from the edge of an abyss. I turned my attention back to Trevor, sprawled on the ground. My chest tightened painfully. Seeing him lying there, motionless and bloody, felt like staring into a dark mirror that reflected an alternate, darker version of myself. It was a chilling thought, a mockery of brotherhood, rivalry, and love. Healers were swarming around him, their hands glowing with an ethereal light as they tried desperately to mend what had been torn apart. Devlin, my cousin and Beta of the Rendon pack, his face a tapestry of disdain and judgment, approached the area where we were still standing. "You shou

"There is no error in the system." "That is impossible," Dante argued, pressing his hands against the counter. "My family specifically paid for private boarding. I am not sharing a suite with him." "The Blackridge administration finalized the assignments three months ago," the man replied, adjusting his glasses. "The Vanguard Initiative requires top-tier candidates to undergo rigorous stress-testing. The board intentionally paired legacy rivals together in shared suites to evaluate conflict resolution and psychological endurance." A freezing silence washed over the lobby desk. "Intentionally paired?" I repeated in a strained voice as the reality of the situation finally sank in.

He ran his fingers along the spines of the oldest books, scanning for anything that might tell him about Daniel’s past. His pulse thundered in his ears. And then—he found it. A book with no title. Its leather cover blackened, scorched, as if it had barely survived a fire. Rigel opened it. And his breath stopped. There—written in ink so dark it looked like dried blood—was the story of Daniel’s past life. A prince. A warrior. A cursed being, feared and revered in equal measure. And a betrayal that had led to his fall. A name.

“No, Alpha. You haven't shown yourself to her yet. So it was nothing compared to how you treated your other enemies.” Daniel shook his head. "It was because she is not like others. She is... special." His eyes turned red as he kept staring at the flame. With a chilly tone, he murmured, “Within the realm of rivalry, she is capable of competing with your Alpha. That's why she is my favorite enemy.”

He asked, as if there was any other new project aside from that. “Yes. Let’s be over with it right?” I smiled more. Our hospital was just a place where our healers would still do their jobs, just more professional. The plan was to open it to attract wolves from other packs. Even open slots for healers to work. “You are still looking for the rumoured divine healer?” “Yes, arrange everything.” If I want to do this, it’s only right I do it right. If I’m going to lure Raemon in, then I’ll use the opportunity to search for the divine healer, the only one who could give and take a life.

And at this time, outside the Creatureverse, paying attention to the Tadhg Walter Divine Overlord group, they also saw Vivian Arnold evolve into a Divine Overlord. "Ha ha, this is really someone else's wedding dress." "Kill that human." "That's right, kill him." The other race, the Divine Overlord, also began to frantically shout, Apprentice Cultivator he didn't know at all, Tadhg Walter and Vivian Arnold, but actually together. Only the alliance of humans and the alliance of darkness seven Divine Overlords, looking at this, the whole body trembled, a little excited. However, very quickly, this excitement also subsided.